This biting cold Sharp teeth nipping at my hand,
Where sunlight brings no warmth,
As though the air and breath
No longer share or touch--
A shattered Crystal Mirror
And frozen light, when only ice
Settles on the land.
-25 in Fairbanks- I'm feelin' this.
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Brrrr....yep, that's cold!
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